Oh Lydia, oh, Lydia, say have you met Lydia
Oh, Lydia, the tattooed lady
She has eyes that folks adore so
And a torso even more so
Lydia, oh, Lydia, that encyclopedia
Oh, Lydia, the queen of tattoo
On her back is the Battle of Waterloo
Beside it the Wreck of the Hesperus too
And proudly above the waves
The Red, White and Blue
You can learn a lot from Lydia

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When her robe is unfurled she will show you the world
If you step up and tell her where
For a dime you can see Kankakee or Paree
Or Washington crossing the Delaware

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Oh, Lydia, oh, Lydia, say have you met Lydia
Oh Lydia, the tattooed lady
When her muscles start relaxin'
Up the hill comes Andrew Jackson
Lydia, oh, Lydia, that encyclopedia
Oh Lydia, the champ of them all

For two bits she will do a Mazurka in Jazz
With a view of Niagara that nobody has
And on a clear day you can see Alcatraz
You can learn a lot from Lydia

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Come along and see Buffalo Bill with his lasso
Just a little classic by Mendel, Picasso
Here is Captain Spaulding exploring the Amazon
Here's Godiva, but with her pajamas on

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Here is Grover Whalen unveilin' the Trylon
Over on the west coast we have Treasure Island
Here's Nijinsky a doin' the Rhumba
Here's her Social Security number

Lydia, oh, Lydia, that encyclopedia
Oh Lydia, the champ of them all
She once swept an Admiral clear off his feet
The ships on her hips made his heart skip a beat
And now the old boy's in command of the fleet
For he went and married Lydia
I said Lydia
He said Lydia
I said Lydia
We said Lydia
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Writer(s): E.Y. Harburg, Harold Arlen